Saying about 'But'

I met this really handsome of an Australian guy during one of the interactive dialogues. He told this really interesting and apt saying/colloquial phrase from back home.

"Everything that precedes the 'but' in your sentences is crap. What the speaker actually means is what follows the 'but'". 

A little reflection and,

" I started out early but got stuck in traffic."

" I wanted to buy you a gift but couldn't think of the perfect one."

" I wish I could join you for the party but I have work."

" I really love you but I can't stay with you longer."

Just makes plain sense.

Those Social Blabbers

I have grown up during the age where i was able to see the evolution of social media. It started with orkut, a world of excitement lay before us. Aah! but our developer friends surprised us sooner. Et voila, Facebook! The blue just took away our blues. (If I may point out, I feel the blue was a thought of color, not just a random pick. Psychology says that the color blue has a calming effect; it causes the brain to release calming hormones.)

There were friends being discovered and added left, right and center. However we posted with caution. But then the freedom grew on us. I had views and I had an online account. So there I am expressing it in full flow. I think you are fat, I post it. I think the aunty next door is a meddler, I voice it. I get a gift ( even 5 buck dairymilk would do, cos the point is expressing louve)from a friend, I post it on facebook, I go to a party, I pose, I post. (Oh! and if I am a girl, I chose to but ofcourse pout).

Then some more technology happened, I got the option of checking in and telling my moods. I go to eat chat, I check in. I take a walk, I check in. I go on my honeymoon, I check in. (I am sure there are few who check in to their bedrooms also). This is just one category. Then there is a huge pseudo thinker clan. I know the social milieu and moor in and out. OH! I am saddened by their misconceptions, their traditions, their awful practices. I for sure know they are wrong. What do I do? I post my very deeply felt dilemma on facebook and wait for my friends to see how deep I am. Just how deep!! If I read newspapers and online articles, I feel I understand the political situation of this country and the government is totally unjust to north east and the government does nothing for J&K. And you don't know a thing. I do, my heart bleeds for my countrymen. 

The most interesting of them are the lovers. Oh, the love! Sadist like me be damned. Such deep profound philosophies I develop, such innately romantic check ins I have and such soulful getaways we undertake. The chocolate/ice cream melts or rather starts to vaporize when I read them.

I do not have a problem with expression. My only point is that it is a moo point if all you is yell or shout out loud (in this case write profusely bleeding articles). You and I have forgotten what it is to stand by the beach and take in the mirth. We have forgotten what it is to give that hand to that protest. We have forgotten what is to be held by a lover. (and not use the other hand for posting!!). Use it to express but not over do it. In words of Peter Parker, "With great power comes great responsibility ". Social media is a tool, use it with caution. 

Life is living in the moment. 

P.S.: All an pervasive Truman Syndrome is more real now than ever before. 

Sleepless nights!

There were days when i turned and saw you.
Now i am afraid to turn.

There is a pillow on the right,
There is a pillow on the left.
I have locked myself.

I dint remember dreams.
I dint need to remember dreams.

I saw only you,
Now I see apparitions.

I heard you, your music.
Now i hear silence, tearing and yelling silence.

I ran for i liked running with you.
I am immobile for i am handicapped.

I lived for I was alive.
and now i breathe, only breathe!!!